Galloping away at Pasir Ris

Tisha and I decided to get in some exercise this morning since it was nice and cool. Besides daddy had to go to work for a bit. And trust me, this exercise thingy doesn't happen often so it's a MAJOR achievement for us girls. We took a lovely long walk down to Gallop Stables (Pasir Ris Carpark C for those who don't know of its existence), where we indulged in a bit of horsey feeding and Tisha took a pony ride.

After a hectic week, it was really so nice to just sit there and watch the kids play with the horses and watch the animals as they go about their business... speaking of which, whoa... watch out for the poop. Never stand behind them coz two things could happen. You could either get kicked or get pooped on.

What a week it's been!

How time flies. The week's gone by and I'm so glad that it's the weekend.

Had a rough time in the office this week and was really very very down. I guess it showed coz my colleagues bought me flowers, which they've never done before and it's so unlike them. So sweet can die!! I was really so touched that I almost teared. It's nice to know that there are people in the company that you can turn to for support isn't it?

Well... life goes on and I'm taking it one step and a time, trying not to get too demoralised whenever my self esteem gets stomped on by the boss. It's just a job. Nothing's worth this much pain yah?

Anyway, I certainly have something to look forward to this coming week... I'm going to India for the first time, even though it's just for business. I've been getting really great advice on beating the Delhi Belly too, such as "don't worry, everybody get's it on their first trip there" or "you'll get something for sure, it all depends on whether it's coming out from the front or back" or "prepare yourself man...". Yup, really penetratingly deep stuff here.

So I'll be away for a week, and I'm hoping to be able to squeeze in some time to do something touristy such as visit the Taj. Afterall, what's a visit to India without seeing the Taj... sacreligious!

Start of study week and I'm already a wreck

Final year exams are just round the corner, and as all working moms will agree, this is the most nerve wrecking period of the year. Not for the kids but for us. Just trying to juggle between my work and ensuring that I spend sufficient quality time with my daughter prepping her for her exams is enough to give me permanent frown lines on my forehead.

Perhaps I'm being too 'kancheong' about the whole matter... afterall, she's only in Primary 1. But I can't help myself. As it is, I think I'm being rather blaise about the whole thing as compared to some of the moms I know.

I count myself pretty lucky though that my girl is independant enough to revise her work on her own. She loves going for her Kumon classes, well... that's what she tells me at least. And she's a bookworm just like her mommy. So that has to count for something right?

Anyway, as I went about my usual goodbye ritual of ruffling her curls and planting a kiss on her forehead before heading out the door, I looked around her room, and spotted the stack of books and worksheets that were to be her workload for the day. Something that we agreed on the night before. I couldn't help myself and gave out a big sigh, which kinda jostled Miss Sleepyhead out of dreamland for a bit.

Feeling bad about the amount of work that she'd have to do today, I whispered in her ear, reminding her to try to do as much as possible before I get back, and to take it one worksheet at a time.

Made a mental note then to leave on time today.

I've done it...

I've been wanting to start a blog for a while now. Hesitations aplenty, I kept thinking about the idea of people, no... more like strangers, peeping into my private life and I can't help but wonder whether this is like modern day voyeurism. I've kept journals before but they were my inner sanctum, you know... part of my world that I want to keep private and not as exposed as this to the whole world to know.

Would I be comfortable writing online and having people think that this lady's a little cuckoo, or simpleminded or just plain foolish. Furthermore, would I have the time to keep posting? When I asked my husband about it, his first question was whether I had enough topics to keep the interest going... so that I could 'entertain' those who chanced upon this little corner of my world. Well, after giving him a semi-dirty look, he retracted his words and said that I would be great as a blogger coz I've got so many opinions. Hmmm... still not sure whether that was a genuine compliment or a nice way to say that I'm opinionated.

Then one fine day, as I was looking very busy at my office desk supposedly working but actually MSNing a friend, who I got re-acquainted with recently, she told me that "blogging is easy, if I can do it... anyone can".

First thoughts were "yah right...". But when I went on to Blogger and tried pottering around with it, and before I realised it I had designed my own page. Haha...

So here I am, at 12:30am, typing away at the computer when I should be getting some shut eye, creating my first entry. I am now officially a blogger.

Thanks Deb... for giving that lil push to get me started.